The Night Before Christmas in DC
by: Michael Darpino

Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the city
Not a person was stirring
Not even G. Gordon Liddy.

The stadium negotiations were hung
By the council who �care�
With chances slim
that the Nationals would play there.

And the President was nestled
All snug in his bed
While visions of Crawford
Danced through his head.